One Step Too Far
With lights flashing all around us, I watch Kayla lean into him and whisper something in his ear. His smile follows, and my heart immediately sinks. I’m not the only one who can make him smile like that. My grip tightens unknowingly around my cup, and when she leans in again, I clench harder until the drink spills down the front of my dress. “Sh*t!” I hiss, looking down at the stain spreading across the fabric. Frustrated, I glance toward Trina, but she looks like she’s having fun. I don’t want to ruin that for her. At least one of us gets to enjoy tonight. I slip away on my own, weaving upstairs in search of a washroom. The upstairs hall is crowded, though not as suffocating as downstairs. I pass door after door, each one open to scenes I’d rather not see. The ai
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